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    This then may be the end of a regular check in habit at QBN. A check-in which has been very regular part of my life since ... what 2002? I don't know. I'm wary of suggesting a year because I don't actually know when QBN appeared, and I'm not sure when Newstoday became QBN.

    I do quietly believe I used to look at NT/QBN back when I worked at a company called Overland, but I left Overland in 1999 so maybe that is a false memory.

    Anyway, now it's just a column of nauseating purple rectangles, and any sense of anything that might be going on here is already lost.

    It feels a little bit like losing one's hearing, I imagine. You can still be there in the room; still see the people interacting animatedly, but there's nothing but muffle reaching you.

    And I do realise this is just a UK thing and it could be resolved with some agreements being struck about terms, conditions, definitions and rules... but that isn't going to happen. So it feels like a backwards step into a partitioned world - the opposite of the original www dream.

    Like Concorde, we had supersonic flight, and we've never been that advanced since, but due to complications we had to go backwards.

    Funny to think that those hairy deodorant dodging nylon slacks wearing peope of the past could travse 8000miles in less than half the time it takes us today.

    Funny, also, that for a while the whole world could reach out and say hello, share ideas, debate, collaborate, form communities, societies, in pursuit of dreams...

    Yet now we are red or blue, afraid or brave, capable of about 10 seconds of focus, condemned to misunderstand each other and programmed to react aggressively when we do.

    The wall of purple tiles is nothing really. Just a hosting site at odds with a government, or something of that sort.

    But it's another smallish porous hole opened up as the once flexible bones of global connection continue to go brittle with osteoporosis, and we all retreat from each other in fear.

    Goodbye QBN.

    I was
    Spookytim
    Spooky
    Spyook
    Koopsy
    Horp
    Orbit

    I had a lot of fun, I upset a lot of people for a while I think, and I was frequently a pain in the arse (ass) but I was here, for a long time. I've enjoyed it silently for even longer, but now it's just purple tiles, and there is no point even lurking now.

    *Drifts away into the space-time continuum, aging slowly but steadily, farting silently but deadily.

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